When I studied at high school, I had my best friend. her name is Fern. We used to have a dream to be a musician and got a band. I decided to save my money for buy a guitar. I used to ask money from my mom. But in that moment I didn’t think like that because it is my dream. I should try for my dream. After that for two months I got it. My guitar is so cool.
I and fern go to music academy. I practice every day but I can’t do it. I am tired and I used to think to give up. But I recall that it is MY DREAM!! I go to play guitar again.Where there is a will, there is way